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A Christmas Poem for all Americans
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Posted on 12/16/2004 7:57:04 PM PST by treeclimber


The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,

I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.

My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,

My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.

Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,

Transforming the yard to a winter delight.

The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,

Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.

My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,

Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.

In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,

So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,

But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.

Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,

Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.

My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,

And I crept to the door just to see who was near.

Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,

A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,

Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.

Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,

Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,

"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!"

"Put down your pack, brush the snow from you sleeve,

You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,

Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,

To the window that danced with a warm fire's light,

Then he sighed and he said, "It's really all right,

I'm out here by choice, I'm here every night."

"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,

That separates you from the darkest of times.

No one had to ask or beg or implore me,

I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.

My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam,

And now it is my turn and so, Here I am.

I've not seen my own son in more than a while,

But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile."

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,

The Red, White and American Flag.

"I can live through the cold and the being alone,

Away from my family, my house and my home.

I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,

I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.

I can carry the weight of killing another,

Or lay down my life with my sister and brother

who stand at the front against any and all,

to ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.

So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,

Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."

"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,

Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?"

It seems all too little for all that you've done,

For being away from you wife and your son."

Then his eyes welled a tear that held no regret,

"Just tell us you love us, and never forget

To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.

To stand your own watch, no matter how long.

For when we come home, either standing or dead,

To know you remember we fought and we bled

is payment enough, and with that we will trust,

That we mattered to you as you mattered to us.

TOPICS: Miscellaneous; Unclassified; War on Terror; Your Opinion/Questions
KEYWORDS: bravery; sacrifice
Read's the least you can do.
1 posted on 12/16/2004 7:57:05 PM PST by treeclimber
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To: treeclimber

Promote Christmas and Protest the ACLU at the same time.
It’s OK to say Merry Christmas!


Buy a Christmas pin! Proceeds go to the Alliance Defense Fund who actively fight the agenda of the ACLU!

2 posted on 12/16/2004 8:14:46 PM PST by Jay777
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To: treeclimber
What a beautiful poem. It should make us all think again that what America has, hasn't come free. Many men and women have given so much so we can complain, whine and still so many really "detest" the military/

I wonder if they think all would be well for us ,if we did away with the military and distributed the cost to those who believe they deserve it.

I pray for our country and ask always that our service men and women be protected and taken care of.

How thankful we should be because they are over there keeping the fight from our land.

I wish this could be put on other forums. I don't know how. Every American should have to read this but many wouldn't even take the time.

3 posted on 12/16/2004 8:42:35 PM PST by frannie (I REPEAT --THE TRUTH WILL SET US ALL FREE--)
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To: treeclimber

May God Bless them all. Thanks for posting

4 posted on 12/16/2004 9:26:35 PM PST by the conservative bean (Viva la Reagan Revolucion!!!!!)
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To: treeclimber

I'd say it's more than "The Least".
Something happened to my monitor, it's all fuzzy.

Did you write this?

5 posted on 12/16/2004 9:44:28 PM PST by Valin (Out Of My Mind; Back In Five Minutes)
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To: treeclimber
Turn your volume down and go here:

6 posted on 12/17/2004 5:19:26 AM PST by JesseHousman
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To: Valin

I did not write that poem. I dont remember where I got it...

7 posted on 12/21/2004 12:34:56 PM PST by treeclimber ("We will hunt the terrorists in every dark corner of the earth. We will be relentless." GWB 2001)
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To: treeclimber

Well it's a winner!

8 posted on 12/21/2004 8:26:38 PM PST by Valin (Out Of My Mind; Back In Five Minutes)
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